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as she stared lasers into him. “Giving a false name and coming in off the streets doesn’t really give you many options in terms of who sees you. Get my drift? I’m not trying to be rude, I’m just saying. Now what’s going on with you, Rita Surefire?” and he rolled his eyes at the name.
    “I haven’t had my period. I hope you can understand my need for privacy?” Bonnie said to him and he dropped the smirk and nodded his head assuredly.
    “Have you taken a pregnancy test?” he asked and she stared at him to indicate that she wasn’t stupid.
    “Okay, so, when was the last time you had sex or took a pregnancy test?” he tried again.
    “Over a year ago. I’m not pregnant. This is all sorts of odd and that’s why I’m here. Do you honestly think I’d split my legs for you instead of just buying a pregnancy test?”
    “I had to ask. You’d be surprised,” the doctor said calmly and then slipped his hands inside his lab coat. “Are you on any hormones, or any form of birth control? Those have a tendency—”
    “No and no,” she said and then exhaled audibly out of frustration.
    The doctor dropped the questions and began his routine, first checking her heart rate and then going even deeper into his analysis. After ten minutes had passed he had her lay back and then a nurse brought in something that looked like a metal tray. She lay it down on Bonnie’s stomach and the doctor began to work on its surface.
    When he was satisfied he stood up and the nurse—another android—took the tray out of the room.
    “Well, that would explain why you aren’t having a period,” he said with a perplexed expression on his face. Bonnie sat up and crossed her arms as she stared at him, questioningly.  “You’re not human,” the doctor said without making a move. His face was like someone that had seen a UFO or something so traumatic that it had him in shock. His eyes were wide and he started fidgeting, as if he couldn’t really understand what she was.
    “So, I’m some sort of alien creature. Is that what you’re telling me?” Bonnie said.
    “No, no, not an alien. You’re some sort of high-functioning android, Rita. Someone made you to look like a human, in such a way that even your insides look organic. If I was a first year doctor I would have fallen for it, but I can tell fake blood and bones from the real thing. You’re some sort of masterpiece, like government-issue. How did you happen to come here? Is this some sort of test to see if you can fool a doctor with the way you look?”
    Bonnie would have probably answered his questions if she were able to move as she stood staring at the floor in disbelief. How? How was she an android? She was Bonnie O’Neal, a human woman with a childhood and parents. Sure, she couldn’t exactly remember any of it but she was sure that—
    She sprung from the table and snatched up her bag, not bothering to collect her clothes as she pushed past him to exit the room. Tears poured down her face as she found the stairs, and she descended them quickly to the bottom floor. As she crossed the lobby and saw the clerk, she recalled how rude she had been. It made her feel foolish beyond measure and when she got outside she felt as if she had been drowning and finally found air.
    The taxi had waited like she instructed, so she jumped inside and begged him to drive. The news had been much worse than she could have imagined and the only thing she wanted—no, the only thing she needed—was to be inside her apartment to fully accept the thought that she was nothing but an android in disguise.

04 | Innocence Lost
    How does one go on when all your memories are a lie and life itself is not really life? Everything she knew was simply ... programming. Memories weren't the result of life experiences and nuanced thinking; they were simply recordings stored inside a sophisticated database.
    She was not a she, capable of emotions like love and hate. She was a machine, carrying on in the